166. Atoms 

It is very easy to forget that everything interpretable in our reality, from everything we touch to everything we physically are, is made of atoms; the building blocks of everything. Sometimes I come across a reminder of this truth in every day life. In this particular case, I stumbled across a sculpture on the island off the coast of Toronto. The structure inspired this poem. 

Everything the same, there’s no shame, 

In literal irrelevance if all do share the name. 

Everything deduced, there’s no truce, 

Found to form a semblance of another thing but noose. 

Everything displayed, there’s  no play, 

But to exist in parallel and in this truth we wait.

(Photo – Eli Woodbine, Toronto, 2016) 


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